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I'm here to acquaint you on an incident that would truly send you regurgitating in your washroom.

Somewhere near the mid-year examinations, 2007. (Duh)
School was just over, and D**** pestered a few of us to go to his house, and after some time, we agreed.
Shit, forgot what the next day's paper was, but going to his house really dragged me behind time for revision.

He served (What a word to use) us some drinks and cookies, and we went up to his room. I wanted to leave his home, and just study at home, sipping a cup of appetizing milo, burying my head into the books.

But alas, he had to block the door of his room and barricade me from leaving. I sat on the wooden parquet platform, gazing at the window, looking out at D****'s neighbours.

Oh yes, there were only the 3 of us in his house, D****, DARREN and me. I think the rest did not want to go.(Neither did I.)

DARREN had this urgent nature's call, and bustled to the toilet in D****'s room. Little did he know (To his horror, definitely;) that the lock of the toilet was not working, and the door could not be locked, even though it felt that it was (locked).

D****, either out of mischievousness or just blatant homosexual orientation, rushed into the toilet, and started laughing. DARREN'S assets were completely bared, (like Duh) and exposed to D****.

I was like stunned, and speechless. FYI, I could not and was not looking, as I am certain of my straight sexual orientation, and due to the position of where I was seated.

DARREN was shocked, and screamed in disbelief. (Like a GAY) [As usual] {Guess I just exposed his identity?}

D**** continued laughing like a barbaric creature, and DARREN stormed out of the toilet, after letting off that relief, (Nature's call) and obviously after zipping his pants.

He demanded D**** show his assets to him to, and it then would be fair and square. (Wtf, I seriously would not have even thought of that way of getting back at D****)

After much persuasion, D**** reluctantly agreed, and they both made their way to the toilet. A minute or two later, I could hear (horrid) giggles and laughter coming from the toilet, (Doors obviously enclosed) and then DARREN walked out of the toilet with this satisfactory (Yuk) look on his face. He started saying, "OMG! MY EYES ARE ROTTING. CAN'T BELIEVE ANYONE'S THING GOT SO SMALL ONE! I THOUGHT MY BROTHER'S WAS DEFORMED, BUT THIS IS..."

Trust you to even suggest having a peek at his assets, are you gay or what? And I can't even believe D**** agreed to show him those assets of his.

DARREN followed by putting his index finger and thumb in the air, with the other fingers curled in, and showed me the size of D****'s assets. (Like I even wanted to know) If I remembered correctly, the length was like 1-1.5cm, (Wtf) and D**** started laughing.

D**** managed to speak while giggling, and said, "You think yours very long meh?"

I had enough of asset talking, and stormed out of the house.

They named this accomplishment (emotional scar for me, rather) Balls Exchange, and they still managed to joke about it, and the size of their assets.

*CERTAIN names have been censored to protect the privacy of the homosexuals (?)

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